The illusion of uncertainty masks the depravity of the fear I feel
locked in the void of not knowing but not wanting to stop either
Looking out at the endless rain and mucky landscape
there is always something else to ponder
aways a sense of not being there yet
And not knowing where the hell I’m supposed to be going
I have no idea what I’m doing most of the time
Or what sense I’m making to the world
Or it to me
Should be
Supposed to
rattle around my mind
irritating to the point of angry insanity
and if I just stopped for a second
to listen to myself
and disregard the nonsense
I’d be just fine
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It is so true! we just have to “disregard the nonsense” – kindly, with compassion, noticing the noise and inviting it to leave. There is no THERE yet to be . We have arrived.